“Lost” and Found

[John56{vg}]

“Lost” and Found -- random moments in a foreign place.

Moments linger and flood
my imagination -- gonna use my, my, my, imagination -- as I dream of how you were
Close to me as I touched your feet -- gonna use my legs --
The touch burning a brand in the middle of my chest
Over and into my heart.
You’re not hopeless. We are not
Hopeless.

You are special. I am special. WE are so special.

We fly to the exotic land. I take your cigarette
--give it to me--
stealing a touch
Of your fingers
Taking a drag.

Your weary head rests upon my shoulder
More than this -- there is nothing.

Too tired to stand
I carry you
In my arms
to your room
And tuck you in
As I have done so many nights before
In my dreams
But there is no more than this.

I kiss your cheek and leave you to
Slumber --There is nobody else here--
Nobody like me.

No care in the world
I stumble
And fall
And hurt you and
Me -- got new skank.

I am caged by your love
But we rest together
In that cage
That life has built.

You walk away as I turn
From the miles that separate
Us.

Walking back to you is
The hardest.
You steal my jacket
You steal my heart

I take your essence as we kiss
On the busy foreign street.
I whisper so only you can hear.

I love you.
And I always tell the truth.

[Rhabbi]

I like it John, very evocative.

[thrall]

thank you john.......very moving

[tessa]

For sharing your poem, thank you.

For sharing a look inside, my deepest gratitude.

~hugs~
tessa

[violet girl{MM}]

:o Beautiful....

Stirring...moving...breathtaking. ;)

[ElectricBadger]

Nice stuff, John -- I love the subtle imagery, "stealing a touch of your fingers taking a drag" -- and a complex montage of moments, took a few reads to take it all in -- thank you!

[John56{vg}]

Thank you all. It means a lot to have your thoughts and critiques.

Electric, I was wondering, when the memories came back to me, if it was going to make sense. It began as a random bunch of memories around some song lyrics that were meaningful.

I was inspired by the memories of this wonderful person and then I started to see a story emerge. But I wondered if it just made sense to me and nobody else. Thanks for your comments.

[ElectricBadger]

There's nothing wrong with writing that forces the reader to think, as long as there's really stuff there to think about :)

[snowflake]

very deep very beautiful...

Thank you John

hugs
snow

[John56{vg}]

Snow,

thank you Honey! ~hugs that never end and a sweet simple kiss~
Have a great one, sweet.

John